Time passed second by second.
It was not until evening that the sandstorm finally eased somewhat, and the howling wind became much calmer than before.
However, a thin layer of fog had appeared on the streets.
Fog and wind should have been opposing forces, yet they had appeared simultaneously in the town. Anyone with even a little common sense began to feel instinctively uneasy.
To be cautious.
Wang Tang and Li Qian had stayed on the second floor of the restaurant at their guide Ma Kui's suggestion. Aside from going downstairs to use the restroom, they had not gone anywhere.
It was not just the three of them. Most of the customers who had been in the restaurant at noon had not left either.
Together with some pedestrians the owner had taken in because they had not made it home in time, the entire restaurant was packed to the brim.
"Most of the people who left in the afternoon were outsiders. Unless they have urgent business, the locals all choose to remain in the restaurant." As a reporter, Wang Tang was quite observant.
As for how to distinguish outsiders from locals?
What kind of question was that?
Of course, they asked Ma Kui.
Although he was not from Beihu Town, he lived in a nearby village.
Thus, by observing details such as their clothing, behavior, and voices, he could accurately and swiftly tell which were outsiders and which were locals.
"This isn't a solution either. We can't possibly stay here all night, can we?" Li Qian said with a frown.
"How long did these sandstorms usually last?"
He turned to Ma Kui.
"Hard to say."
"Sometimes they disappear after an hour or two. Sometimes they can last an entire day. There have even been cases where sandstorms continued for two